Long Tom sawyer Poems

Self help addict needles unsuspecting reader 

Expounded late today April 27th, 2023
since being written
countless years ago
maybe a baker's dozen
as thee doodling cock doth crow 
scouting about for carrion 
scavenging for dead animals 
and rooting about...

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Tribute To Youth And The Days Imagination and Boyhood Dreams,
Poem One- Inspired by my own youth, also by Mark Twain's,
books, "Tom Sawyer" and his, " Adventures of Huckleberry Finn "...

To thee of beaming sun, virgin...

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I Don’t Know What To Say To Katie Clemens
By Steve Body
Copyright 2009


I don’t know what to say to Katie Clemens.
All the words are jumbled in my head.
They all seem small and empty when I think...

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Rigorous sphincter ani externus muscle workout

Amidst the rubble strewn landscape ruins
courtesy healthy helping of prunes
linkedin to derrière issuing
melodious flatulence classical tunes,
yours truly renown buttuck blaster,
possesses wide ranging repertoire
ofttimes employed
as poignant powerful score
within battlefield documentaries
trademark trumpeting...

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Multitudes enter the venue
all know there's something Entre Nous
You Take a Friend to find your place
it's time to just Cut to the Chase

All Losing It, the lights go down 
Signals a start to the Countdown
Vital...

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The earth seems flat and Godot decided to arrive on the scene

Like a boil stuck on a pancake dressed as a trans gender carnival queen

He carries a prophecy written on a tag hung from his...

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A Reader Asks

Of the books that you’ve read
Which ones were the best?
Which ones caught your fancy?
Which ones passed your test?
Which ones made you laugh?
Which ones made you cry?
Which ones would you toss?
Which ones would you...

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The word, 'word', is more than just a mere word. 
"The play of words is absolutely beautiful." They say,
but little do they know that the words actually play. 
As I stare into my open book,...

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The deep South has a lot of swamp creatures. The South's got alligators, some frogs, live catfish, bugs (flies, e.g.), and stuff. These here parts have been a part of these Southern United States of...

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Who can find a virtuous woman for her price is far above rubies
I’ve found one and I found it in you so I will kill you softly w/my song like the Fugees
You presence is so...

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If I could be a kid again
I’d run headlong, unfettered in the wind, 
or pretend I was Tom Sawyer 
or Huckleberry Finn.

I’d put frogs inside my teachers desk
and tie knots in young girls hair,
if I...

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You Texas Cuspidata!
Not you, and not a curse:
Taxus cuspidata, for Japanese Yew!

So, don’t confuse a plant with the Ibex
Ilex serrata – that’s Christmas Holly
Or Japanese Winterberry

Butterflies, butternuts, a Buttinsky?
Shut your eyes, it’s Conocarpus erectus
(Pastor here...

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I'm
I'm singular.
I'm night-driving.
With vibrant hum
of standard speed.
I'm glowing of dashboard.
Utterances of am talk
alien abductees and remote viewing.
Barely diverts my musing.

I night-drive 
periodically. 
A rite of wanting
Control, of the wheel.
Arm out window
night air cooling me.
Headlight on...

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I'm singular.
I'm night-driving.
With vibrant hum
of standard speed.
I'm glowing of dashboard.
Utterances of am talk
alien abductees and remote viewing.
Barely diverts my musing.

I night-drive 
periodically. 
A rite of wanting
Control, of the wheel.
Arm out window
night air cooling me.
Headlight on...

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Miranda has the right to write in silence--

Anything you say, she will use against you
because you're moving your jaw.
Come knock on the door of my friend
Tom Sawyer. Especially if you cannot
afford a real lawyer.
He'll be...

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From the womb there is a life that wants to live
From the womb there is a life that has something to give
A life that may grow up to become a doctor
A life that may grow...

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He didn't mind his father, ran away from home
Barefoot boy, dressed in rags; hair never met a comb
Never attended church or school, lived down by the river
Taken in by a proper widow, he cursed his...

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All music, however beautiful,
Must needs come to an end,
Leaving a thread of music etched
Into the inner reaches of the mind,
Often recalled without warning
At unexpected moments.

The acrid smoke of leaves burning  
On a brisk October...

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            Oily sky, weightless portals 
of slipstream bubbles in a fluid - 
superhighway of a different means.
Effortless, my travel, everywhere at once, 
like a...

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Nursery rhymes in today’s times....
As seen through my eyes....
Go something like this...
With a brand new twist....
Little Jack Horner sat on a street corner....
Drinking from a paper bag....
And when he returned home from Viet-Nam....
All the government...

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Shannon,
I knew her in 
middle school
friends caught 
somewhere between
being children, pre-teen
adults.

We jumped with
a wooden handled rope 
across the stage
in Tom Sawyer.

1890's leather
and petticoats
galloping and swishing
against exposed 
pale thin knobbed
ankles.

Crossed stage right
to stage left,
cued when Tom...

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What would I give for a book and a nook
I'd forfeit some cash from my pocketbook
Surrender my coat to a hanging wall hook
Then give it a look , as long as it took

I'd roll back...

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The Brick Sayer

Tim is painting outside since it’s raining inside
Stroke upon cuddle one step at unfolding time
One inch brush gently on 10 squares of façade

The wannabee Buddhist thing when life is no race
Brightening enlightening mud...

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In your bosom concealed, you are a fighter:
Who doesn’t a single matter take lighter;
The closest chap to you making a big mistake,
As you wouldn’t care what it‘d take

Inside your bag, some folk is about to...

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THE POWER OF A CANDLE

I learned to read by candlelight
I thought of its soft glow
And all the books I sat and read
The things I came to know

The wonder of Pilgrim's Progress
The drama of Moby Dick
The...

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